Romance Allergy [Book Transmigration] - Chapter 11

[Holy crap, why does Milkshake (Yu Xi) have such great chemistry with everyone!]

[No wonder this show is so popular. It’s full of beautiful women; looking at them is so satisfying, my eyes are being blessed.]

[I’ve already started imagining a scene of two older sisters fighting over one younger sister. Milkshake really is a perfect match for anyone!]

[Help, Xueqing is so beautiful. Her figure makes me want to drool. As expected of someone who has practiced dance since childhood—her aura is incredible!]

[As suspected, a qipao really brings out one’s elegance. She looks so good!]

[What do you mean “good”? She looks super amazing, okay! I can’t handle this.]

The production team’s livestream saw another surge in popularity due to Chi Xueqing’s appearance, directly topping all livestreams for the current time slot. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say the entire internet was buzzing.

Chi Xueqing graduated from the Capital Dance Academy. At the age of twenty, she rose to prominence with the song and dance drama Pear Blossom. She has won countless awards since childhood and is already a national first-class dancer at a young age. Her strength is remarkable, and she enjoys high national popularity.

“You recognize me?” Chi Xueqing asked the younger girl in front of her with a slight smile. However, the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes; she appeared to be a cool beauty who was polite but somewhat difficult to approach.

Yu Xi pursed her lips into a smile and nodded vigorously. “Sister Xueqing is so amazing, how could I not recognize you? Your ‘Flying Apsaras’ dance was simply the definition of a fairy. I never thought I’d actually get to see a real fairy one day!”

“You flatter me, thank you.” Chi Xueqing’s eyes crinkled slightly, then she looked toward Wen Zhixin, who was slowly walking over from the stairs. “Hello.”

Wen Zhixin also nodded to the other as a greeting. “Hello, I’m Wen Zhixin. You can just call me Zhixin.”

Wen Zhixin had heard of Chi Xueqing’s reputation but had never had the chance to meet her. This was their first meeting, so Wen Zhixin didn’t act overly enthusiastic.

“I’m Chi Xueqing. You can call me Xueqing or A-Xue.” As she spoke, Chi Xueqing looked down at Yu Xi, indicating that her introduction was directed at both of them.

Once Chi Xueqing finished, Yu Xi immediately followed up. “My name is Yu Xi, you can call me Xiao Xi.”

After the introductions, Yu Xi didn’t show any favoritism and helped push Chi Xueqing’s suitcase to the corner. Chi Xueqing couldn’t resist her enthusiasm and, unable to refuse, could only watch as her suitcase was pushed away.

“The environment here is quite nice,” Chi Xueqing said as she walked into the cottage.

Her high heels made a crisp, pleasant sound against the floor. Standing nearby, Wen Zhixin instinctively looked down at her feet upon hearing the sound.

Chi Xueqing noticed her gaze and followed suit, glancing at her own shoes before seeing the slippers on Wen Zhixin’s feet.

With a tacit understanding, Wen Zhixin spoke first. “Do you need to change your shoes? There are slippers provided here, and they’re quite comfortable.”

“Okay, I’ll change then,” Chi Xueqing agreed readily.

When Yu Xi returned after putting away the luggage, she saw Chi Xueqing sitting on a small stool, sliding her jade-like feet into the slippers.

On the surface of her white slippers was a pattern of a chubby brown bear standing on its tiptoes, trying to climb onto a windowsill. The pattern wasn’t large, but the bear was lifelike; its short legs and tiny dot of a tail made the image even more vivid.

“Wow, Sister Xueqing’s slippers are quite cute.”

Yu Xi then looked at the pattern on her own slippers—a white cat fishing. “I liked my little cat at first, but now I feel the bear is even cuter.”

As soon as she said that, the other two noticed the patterns on their own slippers.

Wen Zhixin looked at the lop-eared rabbit climbing a windowsill on her own shoes, then at Chi Xueqing’s bear, and suddenly fell silent.

Although one was a lop-eared rabbit and the other a brown bear, the animals’ actions were identical, and even the size of the patterns was the same.

Soon, the other two also realized something and subsequently fell silent as well.

[LMAO, why did everyone stop talking! Hahahahaha.]

[Help, the secondhand embarrassment is so strong, my toes are already digging a hole!]

[It’s not a big deal, right? It’s just wearing a matching pair of couple slippers. It’s nothing major, don’t you guys agree? Sob sob sob.]

[What’s going on! One second I was shipping Milkshake and Chi Xueqing, and now it’s suddenly Wen Zhixin and Chi Xueqing—and I actually think it’s pretty good…]

[Agreed! I declare the ‘Xinqing’ (Heart/Mood) CP has officially debuted!]

“Quite a coincidence,” Chi Xueqing finally broke the awkwardness, speaking calmly to Wen Zhixin.

Wen Zhixin gave a polite smile. “It is a coincidence. But the ‘homeowner’ has great taste; these slippers are both comfortable and good-looking.”

“Yeah,” Yu Xi chimed in. “Then does my fishing cat also have a matching pair? I wonder who will be wearing the same as me.”

Wen Zhixin replied, “We’ll find out later.”

As they spoke, the three walked toward the nearby dining room. The dining room faced an open kitchen and was quite spacious.

“Are we the only three here so far?” Chi Xueqing asked as she looked around, her gait still graceful even in slippers.

“Another guest has arrived. She was the first to get here, but she’s still upstairs resting. You’ll see her when she comes down later,” Wen Zhixin said as she went over to the kitchen counter.

“Since we’re just waiting, would you like some coffee? There are coffee beans and a machine here,” Wen Zhixin suggested after checking the available supplies.

“Sure.” Chi Xueqing had already placed her hand on the back of a chair to pull it out and sit, but hearing Wen Zhixin, she turned back toward the kitchen area, watching as Wen Zhixin took out the coffee beans to grind them.

Chi Xueqing asked, “Are you good at making coffee?”

Wen Zhixin smiled. “I wouldn’t say I’m an expert. I just brew a cup occasionally when I have free time to relax.”

Chi Xueqing nodded. “I also like brewing coffee. The process of slowly grinding the beans and turning them into a fragrant cup of coffee makes me feel very peaceful.”

The two seemed to have found a common topic and began chatting.

Wen Zhixin agreed, “Indeed. Not only is drinking coffee an enjoyment, but the making process is also a pleasure.”

“Yes,” the expression on Chi Xueqing’s face relaxed significantly. “I also like making desserts. Because I have to maintain my figure, I don’t really dare to eat outside food, but sometimes I get a craving and have to make it myself.”

The production team had equipped the kitchen quite comprehensively; they had almost everything. As they talked, Wen Zhixin found eggs and milk for Chi Xueqing, and the scene in the kitchen became increasingly harmonious.

One was brewing coffee, the other was making egg tarts. Aside from the clinking of utensils, there was only their occasional conversation.

For example: “Do you want yours a bit sweeter or more mellow?” “Do you want to add some fruit to the egg tarts?” “Which kind of fruit would you like?”

[This… this scene is just too beautiful!]

[Does anyone else feel this? I’ve watched this dating show for less than an hour and I already want to fall in love.]

[Same here. At this moment, my desire to be in a relationship has reached its peak.]

[I can’t take it, this is too sweet! Isn’t this just the daily life of a couple!]

[The Xinqing CP is locked in. Best wishes.]

[I didn’t want to ship them, but the two of them are really great together. Both are polite and gentle; they couldn’t be more perfect for each other.]

[Hmm? Did these two not realize something is missing?]

[Missing what? Flowers? A ring? A bed?]

[It’s Milkshake! Where is Milkshake!]

Immersed in making afternoon tea, the two completely failed to notice that another guest had quietly disappeared.

[Crap, Milkshake went upstairs!]

[Milkshake, stop! Where are you going? You can’t, you can’t go upstairs! There’s a monster up there!]

[What is Milkshake doing? Does she feel like the atmosphere downstairs is too good to disturb, so she’s going upstairs to sleep like Dou Anyao?]

Now, her figure could only be seen in Yu Xi’s individual livestream room.

While Wen Zhixin and Chi Xueqing were buried in making coffee, Yu Xi looked left and right, then finally stepped onto the stairs again.

Her goal was very clear: she was heading straight for the top floor.

At this time, those watching Dou Anyao sleep in her livestream room included her true fans and some snarky anti-fans.

[Sister, my dear sister, please stop sleeping. You came here to fall in love, not to sleep!]

[Wait, what was she thinking coming to a dating show just to sleep?]

[Everyone, don’t worry. Let’s think about it from another angle: the production team is paying her to be on this show, yet she’s sleeping. Doesn’t that mean she’s making money while she sleeps? How comfortable is that!]

[Holy crap, thinking about it from that angle makes me jealous. What a great deal!]

[LMAO, some fans are starting to comfort themselves.]

[Heh, why isn’t she trying to grab camera time instead of sleeping here? Is she trying to get attention this way?]

[Wait, someone’s coming up?]

Soon, another person’s figure appeared in Dou Anyao’s livestream room.

Because Dou Anyao was sleeping, there was only one photographer stationed in the corner. He was very professional, staying quiet and making no sound. Consequently, Yu Xi didn’t see him at all. Thinking no one was there, she walked toward the sofa with clear but light steps.

Yu Xi looked at the sleeping person with curiosity. Since the other’s face was turned toward the flower room, Yu Xi couldn’t help but tilt her head to match her angle, observing her as if she were a rare species.

From the camera’s perspective, one could only see Dou Anyao leaning back on the sofa, sleeping soundly, while the girl in the pinafore dress stood in front of her with her hands behind her back, leaning down and tilting her head to face her.

Both Dou Anyao’s and Yu Xi’s livestream rooms, which had been quite quiet, saw a sudden spike in popularity when this “face-to-face” moment occurred, causing the screens to lag.

Dou Anyao’s bun had become messy while she slept. Stray hairs hung over her cheek, obscuring a small portion of her exposed side profile.

Yu Xi, unable to see her face clearly, blinked and suddenly reached out her hand toward her.

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